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Posted by xJane on December 20th, 2007 at 6:49 am · 7 Comments
And not in the good, Beastie Boys kind of way.
Yesterday, I got to work a little early & decided to surf the ‘net for a bit. So when a coworker walked in, I greeted him, but went back to what I was reading (yes, I found it more interesting than I found him). He said, “I’m going to check Facebook to see how many congratulations I got.” Since I was the only one in the room, this was clearly an invitation to begin a discussion, but I did not bite. Another coworker came in & said, “Congratulations!” and he had his audience. They then began to discuss his courtship of his now-fiance.
The first bit that made me ill was that he went to the Wal-Mart of wedding rings to get a hunk of carbon that he will never know how many people died getting for him (I’m a fan of diamonds, but honestly, crystal has the same shimmer…and so do cubits). But then! Then he went into how he called her father to ask permission, but first he had to ask permission to ask permission. He wanted to know if it was disrespectful to ask permission over the phone.
How ’bout, it’s disrespectful to treat your new better half as if she were chattel? I wish I could wish him well on his new course in life, but my heart’s just not in it. More reasons we should take the religion out of marriage.
Tags: Feminism